Dollop Poems - Poems about Dollop

I never measure or use a straight edge Ruler? Measuring cup? I scoff at these tools. I approximate everything that I do. That is why I am a folk artist, not a fine artist. I cook with total imprecision too Guesswork is my best friend I toss in a dollop of this and a dash of that My husband runs when he...

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A dollop of marmalade dripped off my toast and onto my wrist raising my wrist to lick it off I smeared the toast into my hair now in the macro scheme of things it isn’t much but after a morning that includes an empty toothpaste tube squeezed flat and rolled up really tight and a shoe-lace that snapped four eyes down my toast sliding stickily down the...

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White as snow sugar sprinkle and cinnamon ...

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A dollop of awaiting gloom await anticipate dollop arrival sometimes rude lot's sometimes twist's and turn's what's he doing; hear him it's gotta be the dollop it's a mess and what did they say their trying desperately; sighing it's gotta be today...

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Early morning, I'm sipping a warm cup of vacation. She suddenly explodes from the shadows. Sprinting across the living room floor. Hopelessly late for work and spectacularly naked. Mumbling something about a lost bra and car keys. Cursing as she steps into a dollop of unknown. The orange tabby twitched an ear. While the chubby gray one giggled. The littlest was nowhere...

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I imagine myself with my head on the table, looking within you, breathing you in, with me conveying all that I want to say, and get some answers. We talk. About the mundane things and the important things Can we touch on everything and nothing, about feeling and thinking, with Japanese food eavesdropping? Can't we go back to how things were, be friends again and put...

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